Next you'll need to clarify that when you say something with Mardi Gras colors on it is ugly...

NOTE: This is ugly.

In a deep-fried kind of way.

...you are, indeed, "dissing" the Mardi Gras colors in general. In fact, you're dissing Mardi Gras, and its cultural origins, and every single person who has, does, or ever will celebrate it. Because, frankly - and I only tell you this because I care - you're kind of a bastard.

You'll also need a small plastic baby on the OUTSIDE of the pastry, because NO ONE bakes a small plastic baby INSIDE the cake, and only an IDIOT would say that anyone ever has.

Check it out: this donut still has its center!

Btw, I'm going to show you a funny cake now...

Tee-hee! Funny!

...but we're going to ignore that and focus instead on the cultural, economic, and quantum mechanical differences between "Cajuns" and "people who live in Louisiana." Because this is a humor blog, gosh dang it, and that is very, VERY relevant.

Many sprinkle-covered thanks to Amy S., Kathlyne B., Linda, Dora L., Berny B., Auntie N., Georgia F., & Samantha G., who all know better than to ever assume a humor blogger might be a) joking, b) sarcastic, and/or c) fully aware of the fact that most King Cakes are not deep-fried OR donuts and just thought it was funny and had no idea cake was suddenly such a serious business and don't mind this facial tic I just need to have a bit of a lie-down now if that's alright with you.

The tradition of putting a plastic baby in the cake really stems from the origins of baking an ACTUAL baby into the cake. Whomever got the wishbone (do humans have wishbones?) had to procreate (quickly) and donate their spawn to next year's king cake.

Alright, having survived (barely) the King Cake Fiasco of 2011, y'all clearly need the remedy: that other fine Creole/Cajun/NOLA tradition, the Hurricane! Repeat as necessary until you no longer feel deep fried. (Caution, there are also strong opinions about the recipe for a hurricane, but just drink until you can't hear the opining anymore, and ya'll'll be just fine, suga.)

I agree people are far too touchy! But, in the spirit of Mardi Gras, perhaps we should give them a party-size helping of benefit of the doubt.

Maybe those who don't see the humor are all just a tad defensive, because a true King Cake is pretty awesome and much of the world thinks those hideous representations found in big-box and chain groceries (and, appropriately, on CakeWrecks) are the real thing.

That's scary enough to put anyone on the attack!

(I'm just sorry I won't have time to make a King Cake today, and I refuse to buy one. The ones in the stores in my neck of the woods too closely resemble those on CakeWrecks!)

@Anonymous 9.58 am: I don't know whether to simply say "Thank You," or "I Love You, please marry me". You made me giggle almost as much as the post did- and I need to remember to stop reading Cake Wrecks while I still have abdominal stitches!

The funny ( tee-hee) cake is obviously supposed to represent the Onceler from The Lorax, as he lurks in his lerkim on top of his store. I can't tell whether you are disrespecting shut-ins or the environment with this one, but either way you should have known better than to make light of the issue on your very own humor blog.

Thanks for the drama yesterday! I love the way that you guys bring a diverse audience together to debate the cultural origins of baked goods. Fun and informative.

HAHA! You guys are amazingly terrific. The pokes at all the Epcoters made my day. The only sad thing is that we probably don't get a Kermit Flail today (single best line in yesterday's entire post). Now i want to go eat something seriously deep-fried... ((evil grin))

You do realize, of course, that your adoring fans are all now demanding some really awesome-looking Mardi Gras cakes for Sunday Sweets. Pleeeeeeease? :) Just remember that, no matter how pretty they are on the outside, we all know they're deep-fried (or WANT to be deep-fried) inside! *cough**cough*

Some things are funny because they're true and some are funny because they're not true. Whether or not they come off as funny depends as much on delivery as the audience's understanding.

King Cakes are a lot like fruit cake. If you've ever had a great one and loved it, you just want to make sure other people know there are some out there that aren't a mish mashed, ugly, awful tasting mess.

Janna here, again. Yesterday's kerfuffle (not the deep fried part...I didn't even want to approach that one) was a little over the top. I should explain: I AM a Cajun, and I don't like cake. That's all. There's nothing wrong with King Cakes, per se, and certainly nothing wrong with the Krewe of Zulu (although some folks who aren't from here have wondered if it's a racist term). OTOH, our local bakery DOES include the choking hazard; it's small and very hard.BTW: hilarious response to yesterday's post. Deep fried fun for all!

BTW, I googled "King Cakes" yesterday, and out of hundreds of google image results, there were maybe a dozen that didn't look like Leprechaun vomit (I am not being culturally insensitive to Leprechauns here, because I am a direct descendant of Hobbits, and EVERYONE knows Hobbits and Leprechauns share a common ancestry). I submit that perhaps King Cakes are the Croquembouche of Louisiana.

So I was just a little bit confused by the commentary on todays post (not that I didn't find it amusing anyway...)Then I went back and looked at the comments on yesterdays post.... Now as I'm sure you are absolutely never a) joking, b) sarcastic, and/or c) fully aware of ANYTHING, people explaining the cakes you published yesterday were delicious and beautiful are just doing the rest of us a favor! so that we don't ended confused for the rest of our lives!! Of course!!

Your response post today deserves a giant TOUCHE!!!

Jen and John, You ROCK! In an awesome, deep-fried, totally-serious-and-never-ever-joking, way. And I love you both a lot. But not in a creepy way or anything....

I am from Louisiana... but not Cajun. I "get" all the humor and hilarity that is cakewrecks. I appreciate every word, every photo, and I usually laugh until I cry. However, I will always feel the need to correct anyone who says King Cakes are fried. They are not. (unless one particular bakery/donut shop decides to do that). The traditional King Cake is not fried.

In addition, I do feel the need to defend the honor of anything from my state that someone calls "ugly" or "disgusting" as I'm sure all of you would... if you take pride in your state and culture.

John, as a person with [insert connection to cajunica here] I feel I have to tell you how disappointed I am that none of the deep-fried brioche pastry cupcakes above feature beads of any kind.

As wikipedia and I know, and you should, the beads are a deeply spiritual part of Creolic celebration cake-feasting. Our ancestors in French Canadia used to deep-fry ceramic or sometimes metal beads, bake them into cinnamon brioches, then fry the brioches, then cover them with more beads, and finally a deep-fried baby on top. Historically these were real babies, but were ultimately replaced by the plastic variety. Shrove Tuesday is the day on which the babies were shriven. The deep-frying is why it is called Fat Tuesday.

I hope you'll be more sensitive to our important traditions in future.

Dear Jen, John, Number #1, the cats, and anyone else on the CW team who might have been stressed-- I'm sad that it's been a bit rough lately in the "Folks, please get that it's a humor blog;not the place for rants, criticisms, earnestness, hurt feelings, scoldings, righteousness, diatribes, etc" Department. (However, as someone who works with the public I am constantly amazed by some people's sensitivity and others'cluelessness.)I'm just sorry it's gettin' to ya.

So, I suggest we follow the wv directive of the day and "plamices." I think we're going have to dress as rodents. Wearing masks. And Marti Gra colors. Best news is that we do get to eat pancakes!!!

I like the blog, but when you have to read the previous day's comments to know what's going on, it's taking a bit too far. Can't we just keep the two separate for those who don't want to become enmeshed in the drama? I realize some people "don't get the joke" - but they never will, so poking fun at them just seems a bit petty IMHO.

Other than this post, I really enjoy the blog. For the record, I have NEVER read the comments until today, and hopefully I won't have to again.

Jen, in tribute to you, and because I'm giving up bread and all bread-like things for Lent, I have been enjoying Krispy Kreme donuts today, in lieu of pancakes, as there really is nothing better than the deep-fried goodness that is a Krispy Kreme donut (unless, that is, you have access to beignets from Cafe du Monde, but I imagine it's a bit, well, insane there today).

Tonight, for supper, we're having Jambalaya, which isn't deep-fried, but is still full of yummy goodness.

I am from Georgia. Well, I wasn't born here, so some native Georgians will forever brand me as a darn Yankee, but I consider this my home state. I have freely embraced such glorious traditions as Pecan Pie, Sweet Tea (one gallon iced tea, 2 gallons sugar), Deer hunting (free range organic meat, what's not to like?), mud bogging, and I've even come to understand the sentimental attachment of some to the "Stars and Bars" while simultaneously deploring the racist uses for which some have employed that symbol.

That being said, I can find you some redneck trailer park plastic decorations that will make your eyes water. They're that ugly. I have looked through some bakery displays and found cakes labeled as "Traditional Southern Red Velvet Cake" that make my teeth ache, and are wrecky as all get out. I find them disgusting.

Shoot, one of Georgia's very own boys made a fine living off of poking good-natured fun at some of the more ugly and disgusting aspects of Redneck culture with the "You Might be a Redneck" series. So, respectfully I must disagree. If something from my state is ugly and disgusting, and also coincidentally extremely funny, I have developed enough good old fashioned Southern humility to be able to laugh at it.

Most of the fine people of Louisiana also posses this gracious quality, but the ones who are too caught up in pride to see the humor alas are the more vocal ones.

Soo glad I got in and out early on yesterday's posts. Some people have the weirdest religious fetishes (cake? really?) I check back in a couple hours only to see Kermit hightailing it to deep Bayou and hear the dry, dusty rattle of Mr. Bones laughing is tailjoints off.

WV: cented -- and may the cented air of other deep-fried goodies permeate your day!

Today's post makes me feel special! Those of us "in the know" are laughing 'til we cry. (Self-pat on back...I think I had the first EPCOT prediction at 10:49am but really! People even adding comments today? Epic...ot.) Too bad you guys don't write a humor blog - you would be really good at it. So,today's the day - laissez les bon temps roulez! Throw me some, mistah! Love y'all!

Apparently, many of yesterday's commenters gave up their senses of humor for Lent -- and in the interest of not starting a mini-Epcot in the comments, yes, I know it actually starts tomorrow...

One thing I'll never give up is Cake Wrecks. LOVE you guys, LOVE the blog, LOVE the book and am rabidly awaiting the next one -- in a non-threatening, no-I'm-really-not-a-stalker, deep-fried kind of way.

Dear Jen and John, I love you both (although I've never met you), I read both your blogs, and I have your book and calendar. I'm happy to see you strike back (finally) at all those trolls who can't read a humor blog with a sense of humor. I thought yesterday's post was a very funny one, had no idea it could possibly cause controversy. Please keep up the great humor and good work...I can always count on Cake Wrecks to start my day with a smile, or a half hour of side splitting laughter. Your comments are always right on point...just perfect! Today included!Your number 1 fan (just kidding!!!!! I'm not crazy) Take care of that tic!signed in as anonymous, so I'll sign my yahoo name proudlyBetty Martin

Don't mind me, I'm going to sit over here, mixing up Hurricanes, and rolling my eyes over the King Cake Nitwit Krewe.

But then, I know a couple of people from Louisiana who live here, and they pine for the fijords regularly, and insist that Everything Is Better In Loosiana. So I just have to roll my eyes in sympathy with you.

I just read the update to yesterday's post, and cannot stop laughing about "kermit flail". Perfect, just perfectly sublime!!! I have tears running, soon I'll be "kermit flailing" on the floor in laughter!Betty Martin

A little while ago they produce the most wretched cake I've ever seen of a "UK wildcat". Now, I'm a huge UK fan, HUGE. Don't mess with my Kentucky Wildcats. BUT, this is a humorous blog so I took it for what it was...HUMOR! Did I storm the blog comments demanding that they remove such an awful hideous looking thing that makes all UK fans look crazy. ummm, no. Why? Because...once again...HUMOR! Deal with it, move on, and don't visit CakeWrecks next year on King Cake day...Jon and Jen, wonderful commentary. Visit everyday for my daily dose of laughter. -Michelle

You go girl! I thought (most of) everyone's comments yesterday were sad displays anyways. It is a humor blog after all, and we all know you've never been sarcastic like EVER! :D You "southerners" should be ashamed of yourselves. I know us Mid-westerners would NEVER fly off of the handle like that and be so immature

So, note to self: do NOT go back a day and read over the comments, (seems like) it COULD be fatal!I enjoyed the link someone put in their comment yesterday that I cut and pasted and it took me to an official looking site that talked about the history of the King cake. No pictures but informative.My son assures me we do NOT need to try deep frying a cinnamon roll ;-}Think "impervious*" and type on young Jen! (I'm 56+, you are young)* impervious, what some people are to humor and what humor bloggers are to comments from said people.

It seems there really is such a thing as deep-fried cupcakes. (Sorry, I don't have a specific reference citation, but there are these things called 'search engines' that one can use to see whether I am telling the truth. I'll wait. Not.)

I was really offended yesterday by those insensitive louts who dissed the fine traditions of Cake Wrecks. And Wikipedia.

Personally, on my personal list of things I find of importance to me and therefore worth mounting a vigorous (and anonymous) defense each and every time someone anywhere in the universe mentions them, cakes (and cake-like objects, whether baked or deep-fried) are... just not showing up.

I follow a few simple rules (which work so well that I must insist on enforcing them for all of humanity): 1.) Don't visit [insert one's personal favorite news / information site here] looking for laughs.

2.) Don't visit humor blogs looking for serious information.

c.) When one is a fan of snarky humor (why else would one visit a site known for same unless one is just looking to pick a fight), one should expect that one's own personal sacred (animals, plants, cakes, etc) are going to turn up in the cross-hairs from time to time. One should therefore get over one's self and have a laugh or six because life is about 15 orders of magnitude too short and there is an oversupply of things going on 'out there' that are anything but funny.

Assuming yesterday's posters are correct and the King Cake is baked, not fried, it would truly be the ONLY THING that ISN'T fried in New Orleans.

I was in New Orleans on business and 5 days into the trip, I truly couldn't even look at one more fried item. I begged some confused waitress for something that wasn't fried. 'Wut wood thayt be hun?' "How about a salad?" I replied. She came back with a plate of iceberg lettuce drowning in blue cheese dressing and look that said I should stop being unreasonable.

Snicker. Epcot is everywhere! I was just reading an article on Allrecipes.com about Mardi Gras cakes and they had the gall to refer to the plastic baby as a "Toy baby" which set off a major rant in the comments! It's NOT a TOY it's JESUS!!

I was reading through the comments last night and LMAO. You guys, probably not so much, because I understand that you don't print ALL the comments people send you, just the inoffensive ones.

That said, I usually like the one earnest, cheerful commenter who tells me a little more about whatever we're talking about that day. (Everything I need to know in life I learned from Cakewrecks.) But they tell me stuff I didn't know before, like the scientific name of something, or where it's really located on a map. The geek in me just soaks it up. Comments that basically say, "No, it's not." don't count.

Feeling a bit touchy after all of the "We're too uptight to think that this hilarious post is funny just because we are in some way shape or form associated New Orleans" comments are we? I can't say that I blame you! Awesome post!

Oh, gosh, you guys. Now we've got people complaining about HAVING TO READ THE COMMENTS. They're not only complaining about it, they are POSTING A COMMENT to complain about it. "I can't believe you made me read yesterday's comments to get the joke... I'm really hurt that I had to go to all that effort... this post is so bad..." Hell, I've never read the comments here before yesterday either, but rather than thinking it was the worst day ever and whining about the joke, I thought it was totally hilarious and worth the 30 seconds of my time.

Anyway, if you get any more morons like the one's you've been juggling, send 'em to Regretsy. We've got a pretty good handle on the trolls over there.

Did you know that King Cakes were among the top rated searches on Bing yesterday? I credit Cake Wrecks. You live in infamy (in Epcot, in a bunker, eating fried King Cakes and occassionally doing the Kermit Flail)! I am descendant from the leprechauns, and as I swill my beer, eat my cinnamon covered coconut delights (ick), and munch on my ham and potatos - I personally vow to be offended by the cakes sure to come on Saint Paddy's Day - okay not at all, as being Irish has fortunately given me a SENSE OF HUMOR!

Here in NYC, we've had a few Bush related catastrophes of our own, but I believe we have maintained a sense of humor regarding our baked goods. Mock our overpriced cupcakes, make faces at our black and white cookies, chuckle at our artisinal bread. I invite everyone to laugh at us. C'mon, you know you want to.

Wow. As a non-Cajun/Creole/Arcadian/French Canadian/regular Canadian/regular French/Louisianan or Louisiana-adjacent person, I don't feel qualified to comment on today's post. Let me just say that the "Papty" cake reminded me of the "Parpy!" post on Hyperbole and a Half, which you should definitely go read, J&J(thoJ) -- you'll feel much better.

Wait... that was sarcasm Jen's been displaying? ... totally missed it... :)Being deeply disappointed that King Cakes are NOT deep fried, I eschewed going to the local bakery and ate a bunch of homemade DEEP FRIED doughnuts instead. (no sprinkles)

I'm sure everyone at the office was wondering what those noises were today as I tried to smother my laughter so as not to disturb the clients. I'm sure it sounded like I was crying. Or having a seizure. Maybe the laughter would have been less creepy.

Yesterday's debacle and today's bitch slap has been appropriately e-mailed out to everyone I know.

'Atta girl, Jen! What an excellent response. You be careful though, it's only one small step from a disrespectful post like this to a full on lampoon of the Eucharist! I think that was my favorite comment from yesterday. My goodness. Lots of panties in full-on "wadded" mode yesterday.

Hope there isn't a breeze from the northwest today in Orlando. I'm a bit concerned it may get a little smoky from the smoldering rage of a certain Southern state known for its unique mixture of French, Cajun, and Creole heritage (or it was something like that-- I can't really remember...)

Nice to see you getting to vent some steam. The internet is a dark scary place. Even the fun sights. Dark and scary.

Some blog readers act as if they're a captive audience and fail to realize if they don't like what you're saying they can close their web browser or just go on over to Politically Correct Jokes Daily for their daily fix of non-humorousness humor.

If you can't laugh at yourself who can you laugh at? Oh! Right! Other people. Especially the up tight ones.

Yes, up tight readers, we did just have a joke at your expensive. A good one, too.

Can you add a disclaimer at the top of each post that reads "This is a HUMOR BLOG. If you're not laughing, chuckling, chortling, snorting, grinning, or at least smiling, please depart the premises posthaste."?

We had a king cake here at work last year (ordered from a reputedly reputable king cake delivery company based in NOLA). It was not as yummy as I hoped, and it had a decidedly wreckish quality to it. It DID have a plastic baby inside, though we had to eat THE WHOLE THING, as the baby was cowering inside the very last piece. Not sure who decided it had to be eaten, since I thought we could just mush it up until we found the little guy. I do think it's not actually baked into the cake, since it would melt, but rather inserted into the baked cake after the fact and before the icing. Probably. But it doesn't really matter all that much to me.

Is it bad that after yesterday's post and the nuclear fallout in the comments-that as soon as I checked my email today I laughed until I cried when " Taste of Casa"*not real name* sent me links to King Cake recipes?!?!?!? Jen-please continue your blog as it has always been-ignore the extremists-they will suffer ulcers from stress because they overreact to humor(and everything else).

Yes, Anonymous @ 12:54, I can see why you might be "touchy"; leaving an uneaten cake out in the Arizona sun to melt is surely something to be "touchy" about. And making fun of a poorly decorated cake is EXACTLY like making fun of Haiti....*rolls eyes*

For some reason I found "Papty" to be extremely funny had to stop myself from laughing out loud at work and choking on my lunch. Thank you for the great humor you all provide on a daily basis, makes the day less monotonous.

I confess to having seen ads for deep-fried cupcakes at last August's Indiana State Fair. I did not actually see such a cupcake, and I don't remember having passed the vendor that was selling them--it was probably hidden behind one of the deep fried Twinkie booths--but I think that's pretty good evidence for their existance.

The best (worst!) thing about TODAY'S comments are those bastards from yesterday who have come BACK to once again defend their migraine-inducing "clarifications" in the comment section!!! AAARRRGGGGHHHH!!! STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT!!!!

*deep breaths*

Where's those hurricanes everyone is passing around?? I'll take two or three. :)

Aw Jen I just love you! Thanks so much for all the laughs. I didn't wade into the hip-deep chocolate icing blobs that was yesterday's comment section but I got it enough to appreciate today's commentary.

(And to think I abandoned Awkward Family Photos because the 'Baby-Pee-Photoshop' controversy was too much drama. Wow.)

We all appreciate the pearls of wisdom posted here by Prof. Frankenfurter and friends.

J&J, to be considerate of their valuable time (which would doubtless otherwise be spent volunteering in soup kitchens and conducting cancer research), perhaps you should adopt a "truth in humo(u)r" policy, akin to the "truth in poetic license" policy used by Terry Pratchett:

Ankh-Morpork!The Pearl of Cities!This is not a completely accurate discription, of course- it was not round and shiny- but even its worst enemies would agree that if you had to liken Ankh-Morpork to anything, then it might as well be a piece of rubbish covered with the diseased secretions of a dying mollusk.

@CloudyEnglish pancakes are not as thin as French crepes but are nowhere near as thick as American ones...but are the size of your frying pan and so are thin, but not lacy. They are rolled up with fillings, and can be sweet or savoury, but are best with a squeeze of lemon and sugar. and the rule is, the first one is always rubbish.

If you ever do a post about ugly traditional Aussie cakes (and I've seen a few ugly Lamingtons around) I'll have a good laugh, and if you get one of our traditions wrong, I'll sit back and wait for the Aussie Epcot, and laugh some more.

I want to buy Jen, John #1 and everyone else associated with Cake Wrecks several rounds of Hurricanes, shake everyone's hand, bow down and bask in your glory. This is the best set down I have ever had the pleasure to read. As someone else phrased it, "yesterday's debacle and today's bitch slap." Thanks guys!

who's winning the bet? a wager to guess the amount of comments. Does the winner get a dozen deep fried donuts? Did you make a drinking game...a shot for everytime someone says cajun, king cake, deep fried? Gotta do something to fill your time in the Epcot bunker!

"I just need to have a bit of a lie-down"PLEASE tell me this is an IT Crowd reference! Because if you haven't seen (and fallen in love with) that show, you must now, now, now! It is chock-full of geeky goodness! :)

I'm soooo glad you guys write this blog and not me b/c I would have ripped those fact toting mardi gras king cake Louisiana New Orleans deep fried freaks a "new one!" Senses of humor are obviously in short supply these days! I love you! I love cake! I love funny! And I love you being funny about cake! Parpy on Garth!

The "Mardi Gra" is a special type of women's lingerie. It is made of multi-colored satin (green, gold & purple). It is worn by women who want to lift their shirts during the parade, but retain some modesty, while still being festive.

As a long time New Orleanian I take great offense at this, and yesterday's posts!

Not really. Actually, not at all. Ya'll are hysterical and most King Cakes do suck and look terrible.

I'm far too exhausted right now, having just gotten in from runnin' around the French Quarter having fun and trying to avoid King Cakes, to say much more on the subject except Happy Mardi Gras you all. Wish you could have been here.

P.S. I got a picture of a great King Cake costume someone wore today. I'll post the picture on facebook once I recover a bit.

I love your blogs. This one makes me laugh daily and I can always use a laugh. I had to give up reading your comments some time ago, though; because there are too many and I have no time to get through them all. Today I had to go back and see what the fuss was about...all I can say is, keep doing what you do and if people don't like it no one is forcing them to keep reading!BTW to quote Gina "I heart you"

I have no words!! Only tears of joy!! I am so happy that you told yesterday's whiners to shove it in your own fantastic way. Your sarcasm is so absolutely perfect!! I fully admit to skipping over pictures today just so I could read your next comment. I love this blog!!!! I will be a fan for life!!

Here’s the thing: I’m a Christian...but did Auntie Meme’s comment of “Deep-fried plastic toy baby Jesus. I just had to try that phrase all together” offend me? Oh no, dear ones. Not at all. I had to do the world’s fastest hand-covering-mouth to keep from waking my entire sleeping family with the laughter that would have been ear-splitting in its intensity. Because I understand and appreciate awesome humor.

@MC Jen’s critics aren’t that smart. Unfortunately for us.

Jen…dearest Jen…Trekkie after my own heart Jen: I think TODAY'S set of comments should solidify in your deepest soul-corner that you have the coolest, most supportive and BESTEST reader-fans. EVAR. :)

Jen, take a deep breath and don't stress too much. The trolls need to remember that they don't *have* to read Cake Wrecks. Or comment. The rest of us are more than happy to enjoy your posts and appreciate what you do. (Is that culturally insensitive to trolls? Oops.)

I stayed at work too late to go to the church pancake supper and I'm wishing I'd had a couple DEEP FRIEDmalasadas today - although recently it's become politically correct to say malassada instead. I grew up knowing the word with one s but I don't actually care how it's spelled as long as it tastes good. And yes, I linked to a couple of news sites instead of Wikipedia because we know those are always reliable... :P

BTW, a co-worker was eating Corn Nuts yesterday, and I realized that I'll never think of them quite the same way again thanks to Cake Wrecks and Sandra Lee. You've changed my life!

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